Romance is the only favorite: the story of the domineering president kissing his wife

Chapter 52 Do You Hate Him Like This Even in Your Dreams?
Li You concealed her sadness, waved her hands and said with a smile, "Aunt Li, you think too much, it's nothing."

"Is that so... During the meal just now, Mr. Cheng looked really scary. Those who didn't know thought you had a grudge."

So outsiders can see how much he hates her?

Maybe he really hated her.

Li Yu felt deeply tired, shook her head at Aunt Li, smiled again, and gave her an ambiguous answer.

Then he walked to the sofa, lay down on it, adjusted to a comfortable position, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, like when she just left Provence, she dreamed of Cheng Yiqian again.

But there is a little difference.

Cheng Yiqian in the dream was no longer as indifferent as she had been in the dream before, but looked at her quietly with a pair of eyes as complex as the abyss.

Just like the way he looked at her every time since he returned to China, it was equally unpredictable.

Rika smashed her mouth, thinking in her dream, is this the way her eyes look when she hates someone.

She has never hated anyone, even if Cheng Yiqian bit her and changed his attitude towards her so much, even if Cheng Yiqian said he hated her and stabbed her with cold words in front of others, she did not hate him.

Four years of deep-seated love, how could it be possible to throw it away as soon as you say it, and let it go as soon as you say it.

"Cheng Yiqian..." Liyou closed her eyes tightly and read softly.

Cheng Yiqian's outstretched hand rested on Liyou's cheek, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in his cold eyes.

After he returned to his study, he continued to smoke. Because he smoked too much, his throat felt dry, so he came down to drink water.

In the past two months, almost every noon, he would come down from the study, quietly go around to the sofa, and silently look at the sleeping girl, and he would not leave until the girl showed signs of waking up.

The sleeping Liyou has a peaceful face, delicate facial features exuding strands of softness, like an angel who has strayed into the mortal world.

It's just that I don't know if it's because she just recovered from a serious illness that her little face, which was always flushed in the past, looks a little pale today.

The scabbed wounds on his lips and the bruises on his neck were shocking, but they were his marks.

Cheng Yiqian looked dazed, and raised his hand to caress that elegant and clear little face.

At this moment, he heard Li Yu calling his name.

There was a burst of excitement in his heart, just as he was about to go forward and hug him into his arms desperately, but he heard Li You continue to say, "Don't go too far...Cheng Yiqian, I hate you..."

In Liyou's dream, Cheng Yiqian was staring at her with such complicated eyes, while eating her favorite puffed ice, as soon as she passed by, Cheng Yiqian picked up the puffed ice and stepped back.

However, she was flustered by that look again, always felt that there was a sense of injury in it, and she was about to grab it, but when she saw that look, her heart ached for no reason.

Cheng Yiqian took a bite, looked at her, looked at her, then backed away, so that she could only watch the puffing ice getting farther and farther away from her.

How can there be such a temptation to eat and not allow people to approach!
So anxious that she, a small foodie, shouted angrily to tell him not to go too far and hate him.

Outside the dream, Cheng Yiqian's outstretched left hand froze due to her sudden words.

Do you hate him so much even in your dreams?

A slightly distorted smile appeared on the handsome and outstanding face, with an indelible bitterness, the tenderness in Cheng Yiqian's eyes gradually faded, replaced by cold and hard edges, ready to turn around and leave.

But when he glanced at the thin quilt that fell on the ground, his steps stopped.

　There will be four updates today~ This is the third update~ There will be a fourth update no later than 8 o'clock~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)